Dec 26, 2015

I am right

Some friends carry a significant bundle of brain between their ears. And they know how to use it. It is scary - because after I talk to them for five minutes I am not sure anymore if I am smart enough to cross a street. Sometimes then even breathing seems like an overly complex intellectual task - and if you start focusing on that, you start coughing and then you die.
But then again I am flying. All the weight of the the past laden weeks that pulled me to the ground is gone; the bleakness of a long, sleepless winter-night disappears and gives way to a smile -  a ray of sun that illuminates the whole world.
People like that should know of their recharging-power. Never forget to tell them. Somehow. Even if it makes them blush.

Years ago I thought I shouldn't.
And the next day he was gone.
And so was his whole world.

I was wrong.